The dark night sky was dotted with a few stars, and the cold shrouded the corner of the silent Water Moon Palace.

The mellow wine exuded an intoxicating smell, and the woman sat in the courtyard with drunken eyes, with an empty jug at her feet. She sat calmly in the middle of the wine jug, completely different from the bloodthirsty Water Moon Palace Lord on weekdays, and it was rare to reveal a little bit of her little daughter's feelings.

The cold air was overflowing, but she didn't seem to be aware of it, looking at the empty courtyard, she suddenly remembered the disappointed eyes of the day and night, and the way she looked when her emotions were out of control.

When he raised his hand, he poured a pot of fine wine, and the spicy taste poured down his throat into his stomach, but his heart was already numb.

I haven't seen him for half a day, and in the afternoon, she was so angry that she only used thirty percent of her strength, but she easily injured him.

Wen Wanbai stared at his white hands, unable to lift the slightest hint of appreciation, and even hated himself.

The bright moon hung high, she straightened up, and walked back to the room step by step, her eyes were clear, how could she still be half drunk.

In a short time, she had opened the secret compartment in the room, and when she descended the steps, there were separate rooms underground. She turned left and right, and came to a small room in the middle of nowhere.

There was a woman locked there, who had already been tortured to the point of not being human, and Wen Wanbai looked at her, a cold smile on her lips.

"Sister Sang Yi, this palace has come to see you." She raised her eyebrows and sneered.

She didn't kill Sang Yi, but she couldn't cross the barrier in her heart, and imprisoning Sang Yi here was her greatest mercy.

Sang Yi raised his heavy head in a loud voice, his unkempt hair fell down his neck, and his unfocused eyes gradually regained their old luster after seeing Wen Wanbai.

The smell of wine was tangy, and she subconsciously frowned. Even if she is unkempt, she can't hide her innate temperament.

Her voice is no longer as graceful as Huang Li, revealing anger in her hoarseness, and she wants to swallow Wen Wanbai alive, but because of her weak breath, she has destroyed the momentum that should have been Lingyun.

"Wen Wanbai, what are you doing?"

Wen Wanbai approached her, standing upright, like a fairy who had left an independent world, and glanced faintly at the woman covered in blood. "Sister Sang is still so temperamental, which makes this palace so envious."

Sang Yi turned her face away, she even looked at Wen Wanbai with disgust, and her tone was full of disdain for Wen Wanbai, even at this time, she had no advantage at all.

"One day, Ah Ye will help me out."

Wen Wanbai twitched the tail of his eyes, Wen Yan smiled and bent over, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, "Mu Ye? ”

"He can't protect himself now, what's more, Mu Ye is convinced that I killed you, how do you think he can save you."

Sang Yi was stunned for a moment, doubtful of Wen Wanbai's words, and then raised his head angrily, and the fire in his eyes almost erupted.

"Wen Wanbai, you can't die well!" She struggled hard, but every time she moved, the pain on her body was added, and this faint movement could not arouse any compassion from Wen Wanbai.

Wen Wanbai looked at her with interest, and muttered the last four words she said, "No, got, good, die?" ”

Sang Yi stared at Wen Wanbai viciously, and the whole person was full of vitality. "What did you do with Ah Ye?"

Wen Wanbai raised her eyebrows, "It's not much, it's just a waste of his eyes." She stumbled around, found a place to sit down, and casually crossed Erlang's legs, her eyes and eyebrows sneering.

"Sang Yi, do you know how much I care about him, how jealous I will be of you."

Her tone gradually became gloomy, probably no one would believe that the palace master Wenda, who had always been majestic and not offensive, would also have such a lonely side.

She raised her head and looked at the woman whose face had long been unrecognizable, as if she was thinking of the past, and her eyes gradually drifted, "Sometimes, this palace is envious of you. ”

Sang Yi stared at her viciously, the hatred in her eyes gradually became fanatical, Wen Wanbai's superiority was the beginning of her life worse than death, and the only thing that supported her to go down was Mu Ye's gentle appearance in her memory.

In the past few months, Wen Wanbai often appeared in front of her in the lonely night, full of alcohol, and said some disgusting things.

She didn't know that only Wen Wanbai at this time was the most real.

She pursed her lips, which had already been chapped, and finally lowered her arrogant head, her words inevitably seemed pale and weak, and she showed weakness for the first time, and her voice was full of awkwardness: "Ah Bai, be kind to him." ”

She always knew that Wen Wanbai was here for her, and what she wanted was a bow from her.

In the past few months, even if she was beaten all over her body, and even almost ruined her face, she never said a single typo, let alone lowered her head once.

But this time, as before, she called her Bai, and the girl's tail trembled lightly, as if she had a coquettish meaning.

She raised her head firmly, trying to find a shadow of the past from Wen Wanbai's face, "We...... After all, it's the love of growing up together, count me begging you. ”

She knows that Wen Wanbai has always been a good character, not to mention, Wen Wanbai is no longer the weak and helpless stupid girl who can be bullied in the past, and Ah Ye's skills are far below her, so Ah Ye is very likely to be injured by her.

Wen Wanbai was stunned for a moment, and smiled lightly: "Fang Cai hated it so much, how could it be that when he heard that your brother Ah Ye was injured, he even let go of his dignity." ”

"Do you want to tell me how the past pushed me to a desperate situation step by step, or do you want to tell this palace how infatuated your Ah Ye is with you." Wen Wanbai hooked his lips evilly, "This palace has no hobbies in this life, and what I love most is nothing more than what is difficult for strong people and what people like, you understand." ”

"Sister Sang is so unbehaved, it's better for this palace to unload one of his arms tomorrow and bring it to Sister Sang to drink." Wen Wanbai's tone was as casual as talking about the weather, but every word was enough to make people's hearts beat.

Sang Yi gritted his teeth, and his mouth was a little quicker for a while. "The seventh level of the Water Moon Forbidden Technique you've been looking for, I know where it is." After speaking, she couldn't help but feel annoyed, this was entrusted to her by Elder Qi before he died, and she shouldn't have said it.

Shuiyue Palace lists this skill as a forbidden technique, and no one is allowed to practice, just because those who practice this skill will mostly become ruthless, cut off love, and be punished by the world. Wen Wanbai learned the sixth level in an accident, and the cheats after the seventh level were all over the Water Moon Palace but he didn't see them.

Of course, Wen Wanbai knew that the forbidden technique could not be practiced, but since she had done it, there was no turning back.

Hearing this, she was a little surprised, and curled the corners of her lips: "Sister Sang, what are you willing to say for your brother Ah Ye?" ”

She resisted the idea of not killing Sang Yi, and imprisoned her for so long, just to dig out the news of Keli, and now that she learned about it, she was not unexpectedly happy.

Sang Yi's eyes gradually accumulated tears, and his already weak voice became even weaker at this time: "You forgot, we ...... Have you grown up together? ”

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Wen Wanbai: "She's coming, she's coming, and the wine is coming with her broken thoughts~"